I don’t think Tumi is really a sub though. I have the feeling that Master believes that too and is trying to get her to quit. Master throws the crop...back onto the implement bench. He walks up to Tumi and starts to caress her. She starts to moan. He grabs her nipples, pinches them and twists them. She’s screaming again. He lowers her down and takes her off the hook. He removes the cuffs and takes her over to the heavy table. He ties her down there. He spreads her cheeks and feels her pussy. He. “I’m sorry,” he said softly again, lowering his head and tasting her lips with his tongue before gently touching his lips to hers. Within seconds that kiss gave way to unfaltering need. His lips took her, tearing down any doubt that threatened their need for one another. He drew her into him like air, forcing her reliance. She emitted a throaty moan and fastened herself to him. His hand slid down the delicate skin of her neck, eased over the curve of her breast and the hard bud of her nipple. I jump up and run as best I can to the first carriage, open the door and dive inside, only to be met by three middle-aged men, and the strong smell of alcohol, 'Come in sweetie', one says with intent in his voice, and I close the heavy door behind me, just as the train starts it's long journey North, I stumble and fall onto one of the men, who's arms encircle me and stop me falling further, his friends cheer and I feel like a fool, 'She fancies you John' one says and I realize he is touching my. It pleased her that he wasn't concerned with her comfort, in a perverse way. She wanted to experience, to feel to the fullest whatever it was he had prepared for her.Unsnapping her leash, he directed her over to an open area. He opened the cabinet and she could see an assortment of electrical equipment. He pushed a button and music flooded the room. Music with a strong seductive beat, music that went straight to her pussy and tickled her. It was the same music that she had heard on the videos..